Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

A silence.

The appointment letter and oath just now were a bit beyond the reporters' expectations. In their view, appointing someone you know is common, but it should be done in secret, such as first giving them a nominal title and then making the appointment. Harry's appointment on the spot was truly rare, but the reporters quickly realized what was going on and immediately crowded around.

The Daily Prophet reporters crowded to the front, shorthand quills and parchment floating in the air, waiting for Harry to utter even a single word.

"Mr. Potter, I would like to ask, does your appointment of the head of the Malfoy family as the head of the Legal Department represent your bias towards or compromise with the pure-blood families?"

The very first sentence was somewhat confrontational.

Harry stood on the stage, looking at the reporter, his smile still perfectly professional.

"This gentleman, reporter, I remember your registered surname is Gufair, so I'll call you Mr. Gufair." Harry faced him, his prosthetic eye staring into Gufair's real eye, making Gufair feel a little scared, but he ultimately didn't look away.

"Mr. Malfoy has just used an unbreakable oath as his most powerful bargaining chip to prove his determination to us. I believe that as a well-informed journalist, you must have a very rich understanding of unbreakable oaths."

"So, appointing a pure-blood family head to a high position is unprecedented in the old Ministry of Magic. Mr. Potter, did you break this precedent because you yourself subscribe to the pure-blood doctrine?"

"I believe my position is clear, but since this is a serious interview, I still want to say that I do not discriminate against any legal residents of the wizarding world. Half-bloods, pure-bloods, Squibs, werewolves, etc., they are all important parts of our wizarding world. The wizarding world needs everyone's joint efforts to make magic great again."

Mr. Gufair wanted to ask something else, but then a reporter from The Wizarding Weekly came up and dropped a bombshell right off the bat.

"Mr. Potter, now that you have appointed Mr. Malfoy as Head of the Legal Department, have you been aware of the fact that Mr. Malfoy was once a Death Eater? Is this a betrayal of the entire wizarding world and of the cause of resisting Voldemort?"

The entire audience fell silent.

To be honest, quite a few people know about this, but none of them dare to say it. Even if they were to be interviewed, it would only be an exclusive interview, not like now, where it's being said in front of everyone, not to mention that there are many reporters recording the conversation.

"You can rest assured about this matter," Harry said with a smile. "Mr. Malfoy is only pretending to be a Death Eater on the surface. In reality, he, along with his family, are spies who have their eyes on the wizarding world. They are spies that I planted long ago."

With that, Harry activated S.A.S ...

In an instant, a screen the size of two palms popped up, displaying edited memories before everyone's eyes.

"Look, everyone, this is a magical device that I made with the help of Headmaster Dumbledore. It has some of the functions of the Pensieve, and can store memories in a special state and then play them back."

As he spoke, images gradually popped up on the screen. Lucius curiously leaned closer, his expression slowly stiffening, though he didn't show much emotion. He silently thought to himself, "Who is this guy who swore to shed blood for the wizarding world, who was willing to fight for its future with his life, who was even willing to turn his broken body into flames to burn everything Voldemort has...?"

The surrounding reporters crowded around, their eyes filled with astonishment. To them, this kind of 'magical item' was simply miraculous. Even if Harry had only helped a little, it was still proof of his ability. And for Harry...

"It's so much fun teasing cavemen," he thought.

After the video ended, the reporter from The Wizarding Weekly had some questions for Lucius, but he suppressed them. After all, given the current situation, it would be somewhat unreasonable for him to object further.

Just then, another reporter from the Daily Prophet approached, and Mr. Goughfy looked at Harry.

"So, Mr. Potter, I'd like to ask, when we came in, we found quite a few Muggles and their vehicles outside the cave entrance. How do you plan to handle this exposure?"

"I will leave this matter aside for now. I have already spoken with the Muggle Prime Minister. I will publish an article and give a speech in the near future regarding how to resolve this issue. This matter is still confidential at the moment, please understand."

As he spoke, Harry added another sentence.

"By the way, Voldemort has been captured by my army and will be publicly executed after the Ministry of Magic is rebuilt. Please look forward to it."

The scene fell silent again.

...........

The interview ended quickly, actually when Harry said Voldemort had been captured. After that, no matter what the reporter asked, Harry said no comment. The reporter wanted to press further, but the soldiers' gazes made them suppress their desire. However, what they did get was enough to publish several articles that would shake the wizarding world.

"Ah, finally I can take a break." Harry's programmed smile drooped, and he was glad that his face was made of artificial skin; if it were real skin, he would probably be so tired.

"Mr. Potter," Lucius called to Harry, who turned to look at him. "Investing in you was the best decision I ever made."

"It's also the riskiest investment, isn't it?" Harry said, stepping forward and patting Lucius on the shoulder. "Well then, Mr. Director, I hope you can bring me the first draft of the new law within a week. Are you capable of that?"

"I will never let you down."

Harry nodded, then leaned closer. "I allow you to make laws that offer small advantages to your family and other families that have made the right choices to a certain extent, but it must be to a certain degree. I hope you don't cross that line. As an important investor in me, I don't want to see my family turned against each other."

"clear."

..........

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Harry, is it really appropriate to hand the law over to Lucius?" Ron suddenly blurted out as Harry approached.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Draco's voice rang out, directly confronting Ron.

"Ignore Ron," Hermione said. "He was just saying he wanted to shove Umbridge up a dragon's ass while you were in your trial, though I'd love to do it myself."

"Hermione, when did you become so rude?"

"None of your business!"

While they were still thinking, the twins moved closer and each put their arms around Harry's shoulders.

"Boss~~~"

"In order to capture those people from the Ministry of Magic and those professors..."

"We lost so many amazing tools~~~"

"Boss, don't show favoritism!"

"Get lost, you two!" Harry finally couldn't hold back anymore, laughing and cursing as he separated the two. "Don't worry, I won't forget you. The funding will be made up for. After you finish your remaining classes, if any of you want to work at the Ministry of Magic, I will arrange it for you. However, the prerequisite is that you have to pass the magic test. I don't want to recruit a bunch of overgrown children like Fudge."

"We guarantee to complete the mission!" The twins suddenly stood up straight and saluted, acting silly again.

..........

Sitting in a relatively intact room, Harry looked at the ripples spreading across the space before him, pursed his lips, but still said...

"Come out. I was wondering why something felt missing. Turns out it was you, you old codger. How long have you been here?"

"From the beginning of the trial." The ripples subsided, and Dumbledore, who had been invisible, emerged. Behind his half-moon spectacles, his wise eyes looked at Harry, his heart full of words, but in the end, what came out was a sigh.

"Are you really going to merge wizards and Muggles?"

"This is the trend of history. Even without me, the stagnant wizards and the ever-evolving Muggles would eventually clash, fight each other, and finally merge. I merely accelerated this process when wizards still had the ability to resist Muggles."

"Sigh..." Dumbledore remained silent for a while before speaking, "Perhaps you are right, perhaps he is right too..."

"What the hell is right or wrong? You only say I'm right because you can't stop me anymore. If I were still a freshman, you'd probably chop me into mincemeat the moment I said that."

"So I say you're right. Perhaps your idea is right for the wizarding world. It's just that this old man can't accept change."

As he spoke, Dumbledore looked at Harry again very carefully.

"You are unlike your parents, in every way, not even in your eyes."